Darkness Poem by Kartik Saraf

Darkness

It is the monster in your closet
It is the goblin in your bed
It lies in the shadows, waiting for you
It never rests at all.
I
t strikes as fast as the Reaper’s Scythe,
It bellows, “Die, you writhered soul! ”
What is this mysterious thing you ask?
It is the powerful darkness.

Slithering in the shadows, lying in the leeches
That plague our holy waters,
Darkness will always follow you
And POW! It strikes you like lightning!

As vast as the deepest ocean,
Stronger than the strongest man,
There is no escaping the fact:
The world is surrounded in darkness.

When the lights go off, and the children are sleeping,
Darkness rules the night.
It exists in even the brightest lights,
Even in your shadow.

This shows that darkness follows you,
No matter how bright it is.
Every human of this world
Has a bit of lovely darkness.

So do not believe that just because
You are good and pure at heart,
That you cannot be capable of
Committing a terrible act.
As I have already told you now,
This cannot be denied:
For even in the brightest light,
There exists a piece of darkness.